[ Locked//Hackable With Some Serious Experience ]
Vincent V.
Tseng W.
Rude M.
Rufus S.
The first became a monster. He lives now in an eternal nightmare. Can't say I blame him for what he has done.
The second is gone. He died from natural causes.
The third is living with a horrible disease. It isn't his fault.
The last was assassinated by Albert Wesker.
Things started to snowball with the start of the Jenova Project. Ever since then, we've be fucked over. People call us cursed; can't say I disagree with them. We brought the Devil into our house and from that, we rotted. Sephiroth was the key to our end. Then Meteor.
Then Geostigma.
All connected to that ruthless bitch.
And now, I'm here, in a new place, fighting the old problems. Rude says I should take Rufus' place. I'm not Rufus; I can't be Shacho. I don't have the stomach for it. It's more fucked up than it has to be.
But he calls me Shacho; everytime I see him, he calls me that. And I yell, I scream; I tell him to shut his fucking mouth. But he doesn't fucking listen. We're partners, not boss and subordinate. Why can't he see I have issues I have to take care of without him on my fucking back? My old problems, the new. Jesus Christ, Rude.
But Jenova, Shinra, AVALANCHE, Hojo, Meteor, The Ancients, The Shinra; those were my problems.
Umbrella is my new one.
Guess I just have to go get a bigger gun and fuck with their shit, huh?
And I guess I have to forgive the asshole for being such a cock-bite. We are partners, after all.
Tch. I never was good at this personal data shit.
TURK LOG;
Shinra Department of Administrative Research
What a fucking joke.
- The One Left Standing